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12.11.2025 07:09

Radio z Charakterem 12.11.2025 Nowa twarz New Yorku - Konstanty Gebert

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New York To ta wysoka liniowa, na którą przyjeżdżam

New York Looking down on Central Park Where they say you should not walk after dark New York

Like a scene from all those movies But you're real enough to me But there's a heart A heart that lives in New York A heart in New York A rose on the street I write my song to that city heartbeat

Start spreadin' the news I'm leavin' today I want to be a part of it New York, New York These vagabond shoes Are longing to stray

Right through the very heart of it New York, New York I want to wake up In a city that doesn't sleep And find I'm king of the hill Top of the heap

These little town blues Are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it In old New York If I can make it there I'll make it

Anywhere it's up to you New York, New York New York, New York I want to wake up

I'm gonna make a brand new start of it In old New York And if I can make it there I'm gonna make it

Anywhere It's up to you New York

's fine, but it ain't home New York's home, but it ain't mine no more I said to no one there And no one heard at all Not even the chair

krytyka kulturalnego New York Timesa, Mangusa Klingofera, który napisał, ja wiem, że zamrożenie czynszów to krótkoterminowa ulga, długoterminowa katastrofa, bo właściciele nieruchomości pozbawieni dochodów z czynszu nie będą inwestowali w te nieruchomości, których standard będzie wobec tego dramatycznie się pogarszał.

These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Here in New York, New York, New York On the avenue There ain't never a curfew Ladies work so hard Such a melting pot On the corner selling rock Preachers pray to God

One dress and yeah I guess I'm a mess But I won't rest till I am the queen of New York So watch me as I go Cause no one even knows, nobody knows I'm gonna be the queen of New York There ain't no queens on the Midwest farm Just nameless faces on fellas arms The story ends when you're some man's wife

She got the package of beautiful madness She'll scorn at your softness and laugh at your sadness And she goes to LA and she goes to Paris But she only passes through She's the queen of New York I should've never tried to love her And now she's breaking my heart